She says she's not pretty but she has no idea how beautiful she really is.
I wish I could tell her.
I want to tell her that her eyes are the colour of pure jade but she won't under stand.
I want to tell her that her hair is like a sea of liquid midnight but she still won't see.
I want to tell her that her laugh is like the sound of raindrops but she'll think that I'm crazy.
If I tell her that I think her skin is like flower petals, she'll beat me to a pulp.
I yearn to tell her that when she smiles the sunshine seems to catch it's breathe but she won't listen.
She is the greatest thing that has come into my life so far but I don't think that she'll ever know that or that I'll ever tell her.
"Hey! Toph, you wanna go make some craters?"
"Yeah!''
"Cool."
Sigh there's that smile again…oh well.
"You comin'?"
A/N: yep that was my first Taang poem thingy sooooo…what do you guys think?